A Dream of Spring and Autumn Cold (Part 1)

The "Disciple"'s eyes were fixed and he stared at the little Taoist priest tightly.

The little Taoist priest was a little afraid, but he quickly looked over.

The Holy Emperor's eyes contained a golden light, just like the first light when the world first opened.

However, the little Taoist priest's eyes were extremely deep, and the whole starry sky seemed to be contained in his eyes.

At this time, late spring is approaching, and Qingming Festival is approaching.

It is when spring rain moistens the things, the rain hits the bamboo leaves and rusts; the fragrance of the soil in the valley comes, and there are still a few birds chirping constantly in the bamboo forest.

But when the Holy Emperor and the Little Taoist priest looked at each other, all this seemed to turn into a forbidden "Bamboo Rain Picture in the Gap of the Valley".

On the eaves of the bamboo house, raindrops were about to fall, and its body gradually grew bigger, but it couldn't fall down no matter how hard it was; and the raindrops in the air all stopped in the air.

The birds wanted to pass through the bamboo forest, but they spread their wings in the air and suddenly became part of the painting.

Even the smoke rising from the incense burner condensed but did not dissipate, and the streams outside the bamboo forest stopped. This look seemed to have become eternal, or a simple look.

A muffled groan came, and the little Taoist took two steps back.

In an instant, the stream seemed to have thawed from winter, making a gurgling sound of water; the birds were stunned, as if they had fallen into the air for a distance, and realized that they were about to fly to another bamboo tip. They immediately flapped their wings hard, and finally drew an arc in the air and stood on the bamboo tip.

The water droplets on the eaves finally fell, and fell into the red pottery jar placed on the ground, causing waves of ripples.

The little Taoist priest wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and the Holy Emperor suddenly smiled.

"Little Taoist, what's your name?"

"Daoyi" the little Taoist priest answered honestly.

The Holy Emperor glanced at him again before replying: "What a big name."

The little Taoist priest smiled, with a shallow dimples on his cheeks, revealing his white teeth, and scratched his head and said, "And my surname is Li."

The Holy Emperor was stunned and gently stroked his palm and said, "Li Daoyi, not bad, not bad." He nodded slightly, not knowing whether he was talking about the name or the person.

"How old are you, little Taoist?" the Holy Emperor continued.

Li Dao thought for a while, stretched out ten fingers and slowly calculated, looking very serious, with a faint light on his face.

"According to the present, I should be in the year of dancing elephant (15-20 years old)."

The Holy Emperor looked at the little Taoist priest and suddenly sneered: "If you become a child, you will become a child. Why do you say that you are a child in the age of dancing elephant? Can you dance like a child with your little arms and legs?"

The little Taoist priest blushed and then said, "Although our attack power is not high, it is so thick!"

He looked at the Holy Emperor with dissatisfaction and said, "My cheap master said that the two most important things for us fortune tellers are to be able to run and be able to fight."

The Holy Emperor seemed to have forgotten the purpose of coming, was interested and asked, "Oh, little Taoist priest, you should talk."

Li Daoyi said proudly: "You often say that you can plan and win a thousand miles away. This is probably what you think is the most powerful of foresight, but I tell you that planning and winning a thousand miles away is not foresight. The real foresight is to know five hundred years in the past, and three hundred years later. There is nothing to know in the sky and the earth, and this is foresight!"

"Frequently, we see through the world and the fate, but some people are unwilling to accept fate. If they can't do anything to fate, they will blame our fortune-telling crows, so we must be able to be beaten and run away!"

As he said that, the little Taoist priest raised his head and said proudly: "If you get beaten, you should have known my ability just now; do you want to know my ability to escape?"

A sly flashed in his eyes.

The Holy Emperor smiled slightly, blocked him and said, "I don't want to."

Li Daoyi was a little discouraged.

"You said you knew the Spring and Autumn Period five hundred years ago, and then three hundred years later. How many years can the Xuanyuan family have for the world?"

The Holy Emperor looked at Li Dao and said with a smile.

Li Daoyi suddenly became alert, as if prey was staring at the predator.

"have no idea!"

The Holy Emperor immediately said contemptuously: "Just just now, you still said that you knew the spring and autumn before and the years later. Why? Tianji Pavilion also learned to deceive the world and steal reputation?"

The little Taoist priest was a little dissatisfied and wanted to open his mouth, but when he thought of the strength of the Holy Emperor just now, he immediately closed his mouth tightly.

The Holy Emperor smiled slightly: "You little Taoist priest, you have something interesting." As he said that, a copper coin popped out of his hand again.

Li Dao grabbed the copper coin one by one and grabbed the copper coin from the air. He carefully identified it and saw a small word "Xu" above the copper coin.

"Why is this copper coin with you?"

The Holy Emperor smiled slightly and said, "How come you come here, don't you care about it. Anyway, don't you Tianji Pavilion only recognizes copper coins but not people?"

Li Dao nodded, wrapped the copper coin in a brocade handkerchief and put it in his arms.

When the Holy Emperor saw this thing, he frowned slightly. The little Taoist priest took it back casually, but he solemnly put it away.

The Holy Emperor looked at Li Daoyi put away the copper coins and remembered the afternoon that year.

As the leader of the rebel army, he pretended to be an ordinary person and met the swordsman in white.

Their encounter was mundane and ordinary, so ordinary that even the Holy Emperor himself couldn't remember it.

It should be that the two of them saw the woman being bullied and took action at the same time, and since then they have been sympathetic; or that the two of them beat up the powerful and former officials at the same time.

Anyway, they did not know much about this kind of thing along the way, and even he himself couldn't remember it.

But he clearly remembered that they were stopped by an old Taoist priest.

The old Taoist priest had some skills and made the words straight and said so that the people around him were obedient. He became interested and insisted on pulling the white-clothed swordsman into it.

Finally, the old Taoist priest glanced at the two of them and left him a message.

When it was getting late, he had to pull the white-clothed swordsman waiting for the old Taoist priest.

On the muddy road, the old Taoist priest walked over with a banner with a "broken iron mouth" and a broken box, wearing a tattered Taoist robe and straw sandals.

The old Taoist priest looked at him and said directly to the white-clothed swordsman: "I know Mr. Xu is not used to us, but all things in this world are born from causes and destroyed by results. Seeing cause and effect, one can know the future, not a demonic word that confuses the public."

The white-clothed swordsman ignored him.

"As far as I know, why did the husband come out? He said he didn't believe in fate, but he still found someone with great luck. Why is this?"

The white-clothed swordsman looked at his companions around him and was stunned.

"Then tell me, is he the one I'm looking for?"

The old Taoist priest smiled and said, "If he becomes the common ruler of the world, he can be stable for a hundred years."

The swordsman in white stared at the old Taoist priest.

"What if it's someone else?"

"Not thirty years."

His eyes were like sparks, and the old Taoist priest looked at the eyes and took two steps back.

"I believe you once." The white-clothed swordsman said slowly.

After saying that, he turned around and left.

He hadn't become the Holy Emperor yet, but he knew that he was going to pursue his companions.

The old Taoist priest shouted from behind: "Fifty years later, you can go to the next marches to resolve the doubts!" ​​As he said that, he threw out two copper coins and fell into the palms of his hands.

As soon as he finished speaking, the old Taoist priest disappeared.

The white-clothed swordsman looked at the copper coins in his hand and suddenly asked, "If you win the world, can I rely on three things?"

At that time, he only felt that the white-clothed swordsman and the old Taoist priest were masters, and he was born in a turbulent manner, so he must seize the opportunity.

The white-clothed swordsman stretched out his finger: "First, I don't ask you to work diligently and love the people. If you become a wise king, you must let the people have a good meal and not let them rebel."

He thought about it and nodded vigorously. This is what he should do. His goal is not just that the people can eat.

"Second, the world is the world, and the temple is the world. The temple has the law of the temple, and the world has the rules of the world. You cannot interfere in the world."

At that time, he had no idea about this, but he still nodded.

The white-clothed swordsman stared at him tightly: "You must remember that even if someone calls him the emperor and the saint, if he does not control the country, you cannot interfere in the world!"

He nodded slowly.

The white-clothed swordsman then stretched out his third finger: "Third, no search for immortality. I know that the method of immortality is an irresistible temptation for those with power. I hope you don't seek immortality, otherwise it will mislead others and yourself."

At that time, he was full of desire to find a good day for the people, so he naturally agreed.

The white-clothed swordsman looked at him deeply, wanted to speak but stopped, and finally stretched out his hand and said, "I'll introduce it. My name is Xu Ningqing. I can help you conquer the people in the world in the future."

Before he became the Holy Emperor, he saw the white-clothed swordsman stretching out his hand in the sunset, and his smile remained.

The white-clothed swordsman turned around and left, threw out the copper coin casually, and said, "I gave it to you, maybe it will be useful to you in the future."

Looking at the man carrying his long sword on his shoulder, he had a vague illusion that this was not the setting sun, but a rising sun.

"Hey! His Majesty the Holy Emperor!" A shout interrupted the Holy Emperor's memory.

Li Daoyi scratched his head and didn't know how to shout. When he saw the Holy Emperor in a daze, he didn't know how to remind him, so he could only shout "Hey".

The Holy Emperor's eyes narrowed, but they became softer in an instant.

I don’t know how many years have passed, but no one dares to say “heat” to him.
To be continued...